"In the small hours when the world sleeps, it is a voice message sent from an empty airport. Waking to the grainy dawn light and the tinted window of a 4 a.m. taxi, I swim through an aquarium of skyscrapers. Mine is a body in transit, intimately dressed in yesterday's party and tomorrow's new beginnings; never too early or too late. From chrome meeting rooms to remote beaches, I am timeless and beyond time, diving neoprene into the darkness of a deep blue sea, surfacing among the turquoise whirlpools and discarded cocktail umbrellas of an infinity pool."